Detective Isabelle Gomez was a legend in LA, She had put the most notorious people away with her years of courageous undercover work... But then she had disappeared for 3 years. So when she applied to Mid-Wilshere to become a Field Training Officer...
Isabelle had been at Mid-Wilshire for about 3 weeks now and she was happy with how things where going. Nolan was becoming a better officer as each day went and she believed he would become a great Patrol Officer one day.
The other two rookies West and Chen had become some of her favourite people, including Nolan of course. They didn't ask personal questions and just made her laugh. Isabelle couldn't remember the last time she had laughed outside of her and Elijahs bubble.
Lopez and Harper had seemed to warm up to her too, which was great. She knew she didn't have there full trust yet but it was a start. Isabelle didn't want to force people to like her, she tried her best to be herself and just see where this took her.
Bradford was another story. He was a pain in her arse, he made snarky comments but Isabelle didn't care, she didn't let it get to her and just gave him a smirk in response. She knew it irritated him, she knew he'd warm up to her someday.
On her days off she spent all her time with Elijah. They went to the movies, the park, baked, played games. Elijah loved every moment of it. He went on and on about the new friends he had made at nursery. Some parents would get fed up of hearing this but to Isabelle it brought tears to her eyes. Her little boy was finally living instead of running. No matter how many doubts she had running through her mind, she had made the right decision.
Isabelle was back at work today after her day off. She didn't want to leave Elijah but she knew he was happy and safe with Riley. She pulled up to the station and made her way to the locker room.
It had been hard trying to make sure she was the only one in the locker room when she got changed, but she had managed to do it without hassle so far. She made a point of avoiding the mirror though, she was becoming happy, she didn't want to ruin that.
Isabelle was about to put her shirt on when she heard a gasp. Her head shot towards the noise, covering herself with her shirt. Her eyes widened when she saw Officer Lopez standing there, her hand covering her mouth, eyes full of curiosity and sympathy. Isabelle's mind started to race, she had seen them, she had seen her scars.
Officer Lopez started to approach Isabelle but Isabelle backed away, putting her shirt on with shaky hands. "Are you okay, what happened?" Lopez questioned softly.
Isabelle could feel the panic rising, she couldn't get her words out, she felt so vulnerable, she didn't know what to do. The memories of the knife slicing her skin, her begging for her life. She was having a panic attack.
Lopez could see Isabelle was becoming distressed and attempted to stop her when Isabelle pushed past her. Isabelle had flinched away from her touch which made Lopez remove her hand from the women's shoulder.
The only thing on Isabelle's mind was getting the hell out of that room., so she ran, she ran straight to the toilets trying to not attract attention to herself. She locked the toilet door and leaned against the door before sliding to the floor.
She clenched her jaw, grinding her teeth against each other. Her hands gripping her hair. She had to calm herself down. She started taking deep breaths and thinking about what she could feel, smell, see, hear. This technique was the best one she had fined to help her subside the panic attack.
After a couple of minutes her breathing started to calm down and she relaxed her jaw. Isabelle stood up and looked in the mirror, she looked a mess so she started to wipe her eyes and fix her hair. She stared at herself in the mirror and told herself everything was fine.
After Isabelle had ran out of the locker room, Lopez made her way to roll call. She took a seat beside Bradford and Harper in a state of shock. Bradford looked at Lopez as she sat down and instantly knew something was wrong.
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"Angela whats wrong?" Tim whispered, his head turned towards her. Angela struggled to get her words out but eventually whispered back "i just walked in on Isabelle in the locker room, she was getting changed and Tim her....body, theres so many scars, not i got shot scars either, its like she had been tortured and she ran out of the room having a panic attack, she flinched when i touched her...i...i dont know what to do"
Tim was in shock, with the way Angela was acting what she had seen must have been bad. She had seen bad injuries, it was part of the job but she had never reacted like this. Tim was about to reply when Isabelle walked into Roll call. Nyla had also heard the conversation between the two and she felt pitty for the women, something must have happened. All three officers whipped there head towards Isabelle as she sat down.
Isabelle could feel there eyes during into the back of her head. Lopez had told the others, that was obvious and she didn't know what to do.
Sargent Grey gave the objectives for today before making Isabelle aware that Nolan and Chen where fire arms training today so he was pairing her up with Bradford. Isabelle's heart dropped, how could she avoid him if she was trapped in the shop all day with him. Simple answer she couldnt.
Angela looked at Tim before telling him to make sure Isabelle was okay. Tim nodded at his best friend, but he had so many questions, what happened? Is that why she disappeared for 3 years. He felt sympathetic for the women, he was starting to warm up to her but he still didn't trust her and that wasn't going to change just because he felt for her.
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